But Ye Chen loathed the place. No matter how splendid it was, even if everyone lived in gilded palaces, the people here still reeked. Their hearts were filthier than garbage, and far more repulsive.
"He's Ye Chen?"
Standing outside Dragon Mansion, Ban Jieya frowned as she watched Ye Chen being dragged toward her. A vicious, bloodthirsty smile spread across her face. "My brother Banjes died at his hands!"
At the sight of her enemy, her hatred flared. The moment Ye Chen reached the entrance, Ban Jieya yanked a soft whip from her waist. Crack! It snapped through the air and lashed viciously at him.
Ye Chen's senses were keen, but if he fought back before getting inside Dragon Mansion, he would put them on guard. That was the last thing he wanted.
Do I dodge or not?
Ye Chen hesitated. No one liked being whipped, especially when the person swinging it held nothing back.
As the whip came down, Ye Chen spotted the Five Elders. He immediately gave up on blocking it and quietly activated Hard Qigong.
Crack!
The whip made a sharp report, but it barely affected Ye Chen. Five old men had appeared at a second-floor window of Dragon Mansion: the Five Elders, who governed the World Government!
They were rather like presidents in other countries.
The real power to make decisions, however, lay not with the Five Elders but with the Celestial Dragons.
One of the Five Elders was Colt, an old man in robes known as the Evil Sword. He wielded the First Generation Kitetsu, and his strength was terrifying.
The second was Copperhead Spinharn, a bald old man whose physical prowess was astonishing. He was no weaker than an Admiral. The other three were terrifying monsters in their own right: Felter, Du Feld, and Castro.